_THE FACTS IN REFERENCE TO MR.

BUTTERWICK'S HORSE_.
Mr.Butterwick is not a good judge of horses, but a brief while ago he thought he would like to own a good horse, and so he went to a sale at a farm over in Tulpehocken township, and for some reason that has not yet been revealed he bid upon the forlornest wreck of a horse that ever retained vitality.

It was knocked down to him before he had a chance to think, and he led it home with something like a feeling of dismay.

The purchase in a day or two got to be the joke of the whole village, and people poked fun at Butterwick in the most merciless manner.

But he was inclined to take a philosophical view of the matter, and to present it in rather a novel and interesting light.
When I spoke to him of the unkind things that were said about the horse, he said, "Oh, I know that they say he has the heaves; but one of the things I bought him for was because he breathes so loud.